One day, a young boy gets transported from our world, to another one entirely. In this strange new world, he finds himself facing all kinds of dangers and obstacles. Not only that, but in his first few days, he finds himself falling for one pony in particular. NOTE: This is copyrighted to me and if you see any copies of this story out on the net, then it is not the orignial. I have only, and will only, upload this story to the pony fiction archive.

(Firstly, completely fizzed when it came to naming this, hope it came out alright, was pondering at first for "bi-weekly appointment", "Velvety touch" or something) Right, so this was randomly inspired by a grooming/preening part in a few, and I had wanted to do a more "sensual" fic for ages now. So this was my one shot try at one. It didn't work that well imo, but I don't really think any of mine really does that heh.

So yeah, it has some "petting" sex (I think it's called). It is at least not as graphic as I usually do heh.

As usual, I tried to get as close IC as I could, which hopefully was decent at least.

Anyhow, it's just a short one-shot story of Rarity helping Fluttershy let off some steam.

On a train to the Equestria Games a man sees a beautiful woman. But enoguh about her, let's take a look at her absolutely gorgious little sister. With her cute little body and youthful looks... bad thoughts lead to bad actions. Those are the best kind of actions.Humanized, rarity is 20-something and Sweetie Belle is about 13. Gentle rape.

"Why is it that a 'dream', that which fills our reality when we escape to the recluse of sleep, to be remembered only in that brief waking moment when we forget who, what and where we are, is the same as the 'dream' that drives one to ambition and insatiability, that ideal to which we give everything to reach and have-and to which we would not settle for anything less?"

When Rarity finally finds the prince she has always dreamed of, it came in the form of a groom to a princess's wedding. That same night, one of her friends, the prince's diametrical opposite, accidentally confesses an unbridled love in the most corrupt way possible. Torn between the dangerous pursuit of what she wants and the security of being wanted, wielding 'love' and 'lust' as her weapons, what sacrifices would Rarity give–and take–from one to the other?

This is a story of a dreamy-eyed filly who looks up to princesses and princes, to castles and chivalry, to love and romance; this is a story of an insatiable lady who refuses to let dreams remain behind the darkness of closed eyes or the illusion of sleep; a story of a passionate lover torn between what she wants and what she has always wanted; of a would-be princess who forces the devil's hand to yank the plains of heaven down the surface of the earth; of a she-fox who uproots the grape tree by sheer force of her fangs; and, of a teary-eyed witch who sits upon the throne of God if, for a second–even for just a split second, it would grant the filly's wish.